The Secret to the Perfectly Messy, Perfectly Chic French Bun

Bonjour! I am writing to you from Paris, home of all sorts of loveliness, including the Eiffel Tower, the Louvre, fries (here they’re called frites) and most importantly for the purposes of this post, messy buns. I’ve been seeing women with messy buns everywhere here, but there’s something different to the chic not-so-perfect French bun—a trick

I know what you’re thinking now. Where’s the picture of me trying this, right? Well, Genius McGee over here forgot her camera. I know, what the heck is my problem?

I’ll be in France for a few more days so I may be posting more French observations, tips and musings this week. In the meantime, have you ever worn a messy bun on top of your head the way the French do? Have any tips on how you get yours that perfect combo of disheveled but not frumpy? Are you going to try this tip?